Luyện nghe bài hát Lord Knows

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your worst nightmare be this verse here
but good, that's what you get for sleeping on me
i put your favorite in a hearse right there
and i bet his weeping homies won't do shit but them peoples on me
hard to keep it real when everybody it phony
i'mma keep it sosa while these niggas keep it
you gotta watch the picture that you painting with your
we go in niggas' mouths, i don't know bout purses
and what's up this, "i'm just sayin'" shit?
fuck asked you? you shouldn't be saying
problem is, assholes saying shit
but money talks you ain't got it, then you shouldn't be saying
plaxi-ho, oops, i mean plaxico
talking bout we get 'em robbed the fuck up, cheddar bob
you know the story, come home, set it sob
gonna be a hater cause he can't a better job
nigga at home, feeling he out of town
nigga on the field, feeling he out of bounds
welcome to my city, emphasis on my
that just my opinion, but who really with me, huh?
why give a fuck it no sense to give
ray j shit got me so sensitive
big bad dressed in a granny disguise
bitch nigga, i see through your tranny
your jeans sagging too low, or your too high
you can't touch me, you for your mani to dry
and you don't want them niggas in your house
to see if you got indo'/outdo'
i ain't one to put no out, yo

you start shit, i end shit
you under the influence, i'm over the
you on a empty tank, i got a clip
you got the drool dripping the wolves' lips
have that man talking bout you from the pulpit
blahsay blah, blahsay
yeah, death in threes like menage a trois
mase-qua, that's the 'rati
my aston martin, made that a body
double pipes, that's my four-door
sitting but i'm shitting, that's my four-door
ain't too many like me, literally
this what separates the from the little league
little me, just trying to be the person
dr. banner, but the nigga version
and you want to see me angry
you won't it when i'm angry
my condolences from the
all i could say, sorry for your